Harry Potter Imagines

Feisty-Severus Snape x Gryffindor! Reader

yeah this is technically pedophilia but i thought it was a really good idea

Rating: Dirty talk and implied smut but nothing is actually explicit because well I don't want to write it

well ya let's just get started ig...

Y/N POV

"I can't believe we have bloody Potions next," Ron complained, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

Hermione nodded sadly. "I hope Professor Snape won't take too many points from us today..."

"Where's Harry?" I asked, looking around. As if on cue, my best friend in the entire world came around the corner.

"Y/N! There you guys are!" Harry caught up to the rest of us and ran a hand through his hair. "Ready for Potions?"

I stifled a laugh. "They're not."

We came to the door, and I pulled it open. The four of us filed in and took our seats as the bell rung. 

Snape swooped into the class and began the daily lesson. It was so exhausting, I don't even remember laying my head on the desk. Before I knew it, Harry was shaking me awake.

"He's coming this way," he whispered, wide-eyed.

Snape stopped in front of us. "What makes you think it's okay to sleep in my class, Miss L/N?"

I glared at him and yawned. "Sorry, Severus, I guess I was up too late last night."

"You will address me properly, young lady."

I scoffed. "You will address me properly, young lady," I mocked him. Harry looked admonished."Listen to you! You even sound bored with your own class! How do you manage, Severus?" I purposefully dragged out the s at the end of his name.

He sighed, and then said: "Class dismissed. All of you, get out of my sight."

Everyone packed their bags and rushed out of the room, whooping happily.

"How on Earth did we not lose any points?" Ron asked. "I can't believe you got away with that!"

I shrugged. "Guess I'm just lucky." I glanced into my book bag. "Oh no! I left my favorite quill in Potions! I'm gonna go grab it. I'll see you guys later, ok?" I bounded back into Snape's room.

"Y/N's favorite quill is the dyed F/C one, right?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded. 

Harry looked confused. "But I just saw it in her bag. Why would she lie about leaving it in Potions?"

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I pulled open the heavy wood door and shut it behind me. A deafening bang sounded through the dungeon, yet Snape didn't look up. I leaned against the door.

"Well, well, well. To what do I owe the pleasure, Y/N?" Severus asked, finally looking up.

I smirked. "You know why I'm here, Professor."

He shook his head as he opened his desk drawer. "We agreed you address me as Severus when we are alone." He retrieved a dark green garment from the drawer." "Only when we are alone."

I chuckled. "I never agreed to that."

He nodded. "Touché. I wonder how many of your fellow Gryffindors would be upset if they knew you were wearing my colors?"

"Well, seeing as how I'm not wearing them right now, they probably don't have a lot to say," I said, holding my hand out.

He walked to the door, yet he still didn't give me the panties in his grasp. "I'm not sure. Maybe I'll keep these for the rest of the day, let you suffer until tonight."

I crossed my arms. "If you won't give them back to me, I'll go borrow some of Harry's boxers. It wouldn't be the first time, ya know."

Severus growled, and I instantly found myself pinned against the wall, his face inches from mine. "Don't you dare mention Potter right now," he hisses.

I smirked. "Then find a way to shut me up."

He grabbed me and kissed me roughly, almost instantly forcing his tongue into my mouth. I moaned and slid my hand into his hair, yanking on it hard. We separated, both gasping for breath.

"Yeah, I'm keeping these," he said. "You'll get them back when you come here after dinner. 9?"

I nodded. "9. Goodbye, Professor."

He growled as I winked at him and shut the door behind me.

Extended Ending!

Yeah, so let's just say that Harry figured out what was going on between me and the Potions teacher. He was a little weirded out at first, but since he was my best friend, he understood. He even helped me out a little bit.

I normally sit with the Weasley twins during dinner, so I decided to get up and talk to Harry. As I was standing next to him, chatting earnestly with him, I looked up at the staff table. Severus was staring at me with a dark look on his face.

I smirked at him and slowly hiked up my skirt, showing off a pair of blue boxers that we both knew weren't his.

Honestly I liked this idea! Peace yall